Novel & Cerita Sunny Day Jack Fanart

Chapter 262: An Apology and an Invitation Jackie inhaled deeply, adoring the scent of the sun-warmed pine needles that carpeted the ground. This was absolutely her favorite kind of summer day, with the sky a deep cerulean, dotted with the occasional fluffy white cloud. The temperature was perfect, and a light breeze ruffled her dark hair. She looked to Scott who walked beside her as they made their way down the lake's shoreline. He grinned down at her. "It's a gorgeous day, isn't it?"

He does during rehearsal, and I’m not complaining. Jack strums a couple of cords on his Bass Guitar. Jack can give Dax a run for his money with the ladies; he has that whole surfie look minus the actual surfing going on; there is no doubt he is hot, blond sandy hair to his shoulders, ocean blue eyes and a golden tan. Yummy.

The annoying noise stopped. “Sun!” He shot an irritated look through the rearview mirror, but Sun still hadn’t as much as opened her eyes. She was peacefully dozing in her seat. “Come on, Suuuuun!” Now Jack reached back with his hand to give Sun a little push against her knee. “Buckle up for Christ’s sake!” “Stop that!” Sun moved her legs out of his reach.

The familiar music had a calming effect on him, and the corner of his lips even tipped up in the hint of a smile. “Yo, JJ.” The familiar voice of Jack’s online gamer friend filled the headphones. “Kei Ren,” he replied. “How’re you doing?” “I had a pretty shitty day. Wanna go stab some dwarves together?” “Yes,” Jack replied with a grin. “Yes, I do.”

Jack looked at the camera again, beaming like the sun had cracked open just for him. “Wook, Mama! I drawed you!” He held up a crinkled paper, crayons dancing in thick, crooked lines. There she was, in blue. He always drew her in blue. Safe. Calm. Strong. “That’s beautiful,” I whispered. “Is that me smiling?” He nodded hard, curls bouncing. “Yeah! We at da beach. You happy!” I swallowed hard. “That sounds perfect.” Valerie smiled from behind him, gently running her fingers through his curls.

So he did what he could do. He looked into Jack's eyes. With love. Warmth. Adoration, care and a promise. A promise to stay together. "I love you so much, Jack". He ghosted his lips with his own. Forgetting the world around them. It was their world. Only them. Snuggled into each other. They didnt need anyone, anything else. And they were happy. "You like it Sunshine"? Jack said. Daniel looked at him at the name. "Sunshine"? "Yes. You are my sunshine. You brighten up my life. You make me feel warm… Like the morning sun. Warm yet loving. You have lit my life in so many colors and for that I Love you so much". Jack pecked his lips.

The attic’s a dusty maze of boxes and cobwebs, lit by a single bulb swinging overhead. Jack pulls out an old album, his fingers brushing mine as he hands it over, and I flinch, my skin sparking. He stands close—too close—his cedar-and-sweat scent flooding my lungs. I open the album, my hands shaky, and there’s Diane, smiling in a sundress, young and fake. My throat tightens.

“You keep telling me that. You are right, as I choose reality, I choose being positive. As you already discovered I go off on my own. The picture always in my head, this little old lady with one big ass Harley Davidson all chrome monster of a motorcycle.” Jack burst out laughing, then stopped surprise about the sound. Jazz instantly reach out and touch his hand looking into his eyes. “Guess what Jack, I can see picture you also on a Harley. But at the moment I am a bit in conflict.” “About what?” he just had to asked. “I know I am cool and collected. You I still have to decide between raspberry grey or smooth silvery.” “Are you saying you can actually picture me already as an old man? I can’

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Peter Johnson smiles at Sunny with a pair of peach-blossom eyes. "What? You are warmer than me, ok?" Sunny stretches out foolishly to touch Peter Johnson's chest.